Martin: Listen, it's none of my business, but you're not falling for her again, are you?
Frasier: What if I were?
Martin: That woman dumped you at the altar.
Frasier: Oh, that was the old Diane. She no longer sees herself as the center of the universe. And I'm not the old Frasier anymore either. People can change, Dad.
Martin: Yeah, I suppose you're right. Take me for instance. The old Martin would have said, "You're out of your mind. I'd rather see you go gay and shack up with the punk who shot me than go off with her. I'd rather see you sewed up inside the body of a dead horse." But the new Martin just says, "Vivee a l'amour."
Frasier: The new Frasier resists the temptation to correct your French.